Rome
It’s Wednesday, but I feel like the week is over. Working the weekend really throws my schedule off!
Don’t you sometimes wish your heart was made of stone?
I took a ballet class at the studio on Monday and then my class at school yesterday. I feel like I have two left feet in the studio class because it’s so advanced. Plus, the teacher repeats combinations from past weeks so when I attend once every two months, it makes it very hard to follow. Conversely, I feel like Barishnykov in my school ballet class. It’s seriously basic which would be annoying if that were the only class I was taking, but it makes for a nice balance with the hardcore classes at the studio.
I’ve decided to crash the Match Day at UCSD Med School. Match Day is this crazy ceremony where 4th-year med students around the country simultaneously open envelopes telling where they’ll be going for their residency. Suri says that some people will be cheering and others will be crying. I can’t think of a better way to spend a day! It’s in March, btw.
My classes are going okay, thanks for asking. At first, I thought they all sucked, but now I only think one of them sucks. It’s like Meatloaf says, two out of three ain’t bad. The one that sucks is only a half-semester class, anyway, so only 6 more weeks! I put together my very first powerpoint presentation yesterday. It doesn’t have animation or cool effects, but I did import a few pictures! Rome wasn’t built in a day, you know.
Have you ever heard that song, "Rome Wasn’t Built in a Day," by Morcheeba? It’s a bomb-ass song that I haven’t heard in years! Well, actually one year, now that I think about it. They played it a few times at the devil-owned, pan-Asian restaurant I worked at last year. I guess every dark cloud has a silver lining.
Alright, that’s enough fluff for a Wednesday.
